Friday, 22 November 2013

A bientot, Madame.

Hedre and Tabitha are in France, stocking up on calvados and camembert for the festive season. In the local village they stop off at the boulangerie and bump into a little old lady. It is Madame Recherche, who is looking for an old friend.  They chat for a while, and she gives them a lettuce and some blackberries, and a CD of folk music played on the traditional pipes of Normandy.  For an old gossip, she says very little, and there is a tear in her eye as she puts her baguette under her arm, and cycles off into the past.

No comments:

Post a Comment